Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 62 Raging Sea and Stormy Waves, Viking War Hymn

In the turbulent North Sea, heavy rain poured down like a waterfall from the torn hole in the sky. Three small dot-like warships swayed and drifted amidst the turbulent waves and heavy rain.

Rayleigh pulled the cable, and the dark black water surged past the warship, as if a prehistoric beast was wandering past, vast and terrifying.

"A wave is coming again. Everyone, hold on to the hull and cables."

Along with the voice of Commander Basumo diffused in the wind and waves, the sea directly in front of his sight seemed to suddenly roll up from the flat ground and crush towards the warship.

wow-

The warship was thrown high by the waves, fell down, and was washed up again.

A large expanse of salty sea water washed through Rayleigh's face like a knife, and at the same time, the adrenaline surged through his body.

Later generations have a saying that two wheels carry the soul, and at this moment, his soul really flew up with his swing-like body.

At least the motorcycle can still control its right hand, but facing this enveloping power of nature, humans are like ants, unable to do anything.

The dark and terrifying sky, the vast expanse of deep black water, the rolling sea level of giant beasts, the warships rushing with the waves, the tiny bodies like fallen leaves in the wind...

It's really... amazingly exciting!

This is the adventurous Viking! !
With a long ship that didn't even have a roof, it dared to cross the entire sea. During this period of history, countless Vikings were also buried directly in the sea.

"Ho ho ho... Let the storm come more violently!"

“This wave is not bad!”

"Great Britain, we Mist Crows are here!"

Amidst the sound of wind and waves all around, a soldier seemed to have been given a shot of blood, yelling at the wind and rain that blocked the sky.

"Rayleigh, come up with a motto!" Jackham shouted into his companion's ears as he faced the oncoming wave.

"Row!"

Rayleigh raised his head, and his angry voice swept across the entire sea surface, "The bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish!"

"..."

"This motto is concise and concise, and it makes people happy... Hahaha..."

……

After the storm, the sun shone from the sky and the sea level became calm again.

After experiencing a violent storm and excitement, everyone on the warship felt physically and mentally exhausted. As they glanced around, the other two ships had been washed away to unknown destinations.

However, the veterans were already used to this situation. They repositioned their sailing direction and slowed down their speed. It didn't take long before they saw two black spots coming from behind.

"Sparrow, even if you survive such a storm, hell will not take you in at all. I think the Hall of Valor is the place for you to go." Bartholomew greeted the captains of the two warships sailing in.

Captain Staff's way of greeting, the friendship they had from fighting side by side as teenagers, a look is enough, no need to say anything more.

Sophia, who was standing at the bow of the ship, also smiled and said: "Yes, Sparrow, you have done enough over the years. I believe that Freya, the Goddess of Love, has noticed it and will send your wife to the Hall of Valor to reunite with you in the future." .”

"No, it's not enough." Sparrow shook his head, took out the wood again and started carving.

"That look of salted fish makes me want to go up and beat him up." Sophia said with hatred.

"Have you ever beaten him?" Bartholomew answered half-jokingly.

"Uh..." Sophia shrugged. This salty fish person has never been seen clearly by anyone.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the eagle-eyed people in the rear who were called "grass chickens" in the training ground in the past. A grass chicken and a salted fish. The personalities of these terrifying creatures are really strange and difficult to fathom.

"Father." Jecam waved excitedly to the figure headed by the medium-sized warship.

"Jackam, it seems that you have grown a lot this time." Staff saw his excited son. It was obvious that this nervous guy was not frightened by the storm.

Two days ago, he beat the son of Bjorn the Man-Bear. He was praised by all the soldiers, and his face was also full of brilliance.

The son of the arrogant Staff——

As a father, I feel very happy with this title.

"That's natural." Jackham continued with a sure look on his face, "This time I learned another motto, Rayleigh said it in the storm."

"Oh, tell me." Staff pricked up his ears. Since it was Rayleigh who said it in the storm, he must have a deep understanding.

Jecam's loud voice came to my ears:
“The more expensive the wind and waves, the bigger the fish!”

This……

Staff and the people around him were stunned, and looked at Jiekamu again. A soldier asked doubtfully: "Jiekamu, did you say something wrong?"

"Ah... I really made a mistake." Jecam responded with a slap on his head, and replied loudly, "This is the correct motto: the stronger the wind, the more expensive the fish will be!"

"..."

"Hoho...that's a really good motto. Boy Rayleigh is very insightful."

"Hahaha……"

Amidst the laughter and laughter, the three warships gradually disappeared at the end of the west, leaving only the lingering echoes of the pirates' war songs on the vast sea:

"The screaming raven flies across the endless ice sea, and the prophet's prayer reaches Valhalla;"

"Dragon-headed warship warriors, please hold on to your swords, battle axes, and bucklers;"

"With roaring war cries, we launched our most valiant charge;"

"Blood and glory, fire and thunder;"

"My brothers and I will eventually gather in the Temple of Valor, drink wine and food, and wait for the twilight of the gods."

"I finally remembered that the bigger the wind and waves, the more expensive the fish...hohohoho..."

"His grandma has no atmosphere at all. Captain Staff, please take care of your son..."

"You're not in the same boat as me. What do I care about? Captain Sophia, please do me a favor."

"I heard it. I'm going to beat him now. My hands are itchy."

……

ga-

After nearly a week of sea voyage, Commander Bassomo released his fat-headed bird, which quickly disappeared into the western sky.

After waiting for half an hour, Jackham couldn't see the raven returning. He couldn't help but asked the encyclopedia at the back: "Old soldier, why doesn't that fat-headed bird come back?"

"It's good if you don't come back, it means there is land ahead." The old warrior Sam replied. The tribesmen would release the raven to determine whether there is land. If the raven returns to the warship, then naturally there is no land.

Sure enough, as the old soldier said, not long after sailing, Jecam, Rayleigh and others saw the faint outline of the land.

Cheers came one after another from the warship. After drifting on the sea for so long, everyone obviously missed the smell of land.

"We're almost there, let's speed up."

Following Commander Basomo's shout, the three warships immediately increased their power, crossed several straight waves on the sea level, and flew towards the outline ahead.

"It's not off course, it's the Norfolk we're familiar with."

After seeing the ravens hovering over the land again, the veteran soldier Sam said excitedly that sea voyages without precise positioning would sometimes deviate from the distance of a country if they encountered another storm.

Continuing to close the distance, after sailing around the coast of the land for an hour, I saw many Viking warriors and camps on the shore in front, as well as slaves who were strung together by ropes and being driven.

The three warships slowed down and approached the front dock where many longships were already moored.

"This is the stronghold occupied by Earl Hurricane in the Western Territory. It is a supply place for the Vikings. We can also buy information from here, such as where there are good plundering locations and the number of guards in those places." The old soldier looked around. Several young warriors who came out to raid for the first time explained.

In the more than ten years since the discovery and conquest of the land of Western Europe, the Viking raiding teams no longer ran around like headless flies in the land at first, but had already formed a relatively complete plundering process.

"Earl Hurricane, is he very strong?" Jackham suddenly became interested.

The old warrior nodded: "One of the best forces in the Western Territory, but this force rarely directly participates in raids now. Its main business is collecting trading intelligence and selling slaves."

"I'm talking about himself." Jecam has no interest in power or anything like that.

"I am naturally great. When I was young, my parents were killed by my uncle, and the earldom was taken away. When I was a teenager, I only led a few exiles to build a family. I have made a fierce and famous name in this land. Wherever I go, There are no chickens or dogs left, no grass grows, and there is a saying that it was blown by the hurricane... This is the origin of its nickname.”

The old soldier continued to talk, "Earl Hurricane was the first well-known figure to make his fortune in this land through robbery. A few years later, he led people back to the West to kill his uncle and regain the earldom. Although in recent years, There are no more big raids, but no one dares to look down on him, but there are also a lot of slanders behind his back, saying that he only cares about making money through trade and has become timid..."

"Then is he strong or timid?" Jackam asked puzzledly.

The veteran soldier smiled and said: "No one dares to offend him anyway. He has the most manpower, the most money, and the best equipment in the entire Western Region."

From what the old soldier said just now, Rayleigh could hear something of the idea of ​​amassing food and slowly becoming king. Although the Western Territory had formed a title system, it did not unify the entire territory and form a country's duke.

At the beginning of 800 AD, the Viking warriors were not as good as they were two or three hundred years later. As the plunders became more and more abundant, a large number of people lost their fighting spirit because they began to enjoy life, and they gradually became unable to defeat Western Europe. soldiers.

The current Viking warriors are strong enough and full of fighting spirit. It is impossible for someone like Earl Hurricane not to have the ambition to unify the entire territory.Since there are no big moves now, it is probably just waiting for the opportunity to prepare for big moves.

The chance that a ruthless man becomes timid must be very slim, but of course, it is not completely impossible.

However, Rayleigh had not heard of well-known Vikings such as Earl Hurricane and Northern Lord Kurag in later generations. Perhaps, this was probably a parallel Viking world.

(End of this chapter)